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WHORE
To those who take my name in vain
Your virtue's made of porcelain
You honor not my sacrifice
By night your maid, by day your vice
I symbolize your sellout type
Yet you seek out my bosom ripe
I command your full attention
Still you want me in detention
This work is the most honest job
That sanctity is what you rob
Know this: I do constrain my powers
Whilst your appetite devours
And if you wish to cause me pain
"May I engorge your potent vein?"
Your virtue's made of porcelain
You honor not my sacrifice
By night your maid, by day your vice
I symbolize your sellout type
Yet you seek out my bosom ripe
I command your full attention
Still you want me in detention
This work is the most honest job
That sanctity is what you rob
Know this: I do constrain my powers
Whilst your appetite devours
And if you wish to cause me pain
"May I engorge your potent vein?"
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